Under the bright sunshine, Li Jiu took off the note left by Wang Xiaotao, untied the formation, and pushed open Wang Xiaotao's courtyard door with a 'squeak', and before he entered the door, he felt a boundless cold spreading from the courtyard and penetrating directly into the soles of his feet, and climbed up to his heart.

The sun was like washing, but Li Jiuyan subconsciously closed his eyes and sighed deeply.

In front of him, it was a scene he had never seen, it was not written in a book, it was not circulated in the world, it was unheard of, and it had never even been heard of.

In this small courtyard where he has not set foot for more than three years, in the place where Wang Xiaotao lives day and night, Li Jiuyan found the truth that Wang Xiaotao has been reluctant to go down the mountain.

This courtyard was originally built in the style of mortals, in order to take care of Wang Xiaotao, Li Jiuyan specially arranged a courtyard for her to grow flowers and grasses, which is full of spiritual soil, and anything can grow very lushly.

Li Jiuyan also opened a small kitchen for her, so that she could open the fire by herself and cook something she liked to eat.

In Li Jiutong's imagination, this small courtyard should be raised by this mortal little girl to be vibrant, full of flowers and plants, full of vitality and fireworks that a young man should have.

Wang Xiaotao will eat, sleep, wash, dry quilts, read books, and raise flowers and plants in this small courtyard.

Even if she is lonely, she should live a quiet and gentle life like everyone else.

Of course, if she is lazy and reluctant to do hygiene, that's okay.

Li Jiuyan felt that this kind of small courtyard where a little girl lived was not a big problem at all, but he never thought that this small courtyard would be what it is now.

Now this courtyard has changed beyond recognition, and it has completely changed the original appearance of Enron.

There is almost no place to stay in the whole yard.

Wang Xiaotao didn't know how to do it, she was alone, silently, and repaired dense wooden tombstones in the yard.

These tombstones are chiseled with knives, stained with blood, and deeply engraved with names that have long been forgotten.

Shaanzhou Jinghe is stable, Wang Junhua's tomb, that is Wang Xiaotao's father.

The Jinghe River in Shaanzhou is stable, and the tomb of Huang Wen is Wang Xiaotao's mother.

The Jinghe River in Shaanzhou is stable, and the tomb of Dandan is a friend that Wang Xiaotao did not save.

Shaanzhou Jinghe is stable, the tomb of Bailian, this is another friend of Wang Xiaotao who was not saved.

The Tomb of Cuifang, the Tomb of Yanyan, the Tomb of Zhifei, the Tomb of Aunt Ping, the Tomb of the Village Chief, the Tomb of Uncle Selling Pork, the Tomb of Mr. Zhou, the Tomb of Wang Wang, the Tomb of Feifei······

These people are all from Anding County, Jinghe, and these are all the people Wang Xiaotao knows.

Some of them have names and surnames, some only have nicknames, and some have only occupations and have not even left their full names.

After all, Wang Xiaotao is still young and doesn't know many people, and she doesn't know all the 600,000 people, so she engraved the names of places on some tombstones, the tomb of Anding, the tomb of Xufeng Town, the tomb of Fotang Town, the tomb of Xishanwu, and the tomb of Zhudian······

These are the places near the Jing River that were affected by the disaster, these are Wang Xiaotao's hometown and all the land she walked through with her feet.

I hope that those who don't know their names can also be worshipped.

Those names that she couldn't even remember were left by her in this small courtyard forever, on the beautiful scenery and far away from the mundane Lishan Mountain.

Where no one knows, when no one knows, she erects monuments for them all.

The stele drips blood, the stele moans, and the stele is noisy.

There are 600,000 people, a radius of 800 miles, and she is probably the only one who is still paying tribute to them in the vast world.

If Ao Shun could see this dense tombstone through the window when he was sitting on the floor in the room eating meat, he would never think that his charm could conquer Wang Xiaotao.

Under the sun, in the small room surrounded by dense tombstones, Wang Xiaotao stuffed the braised pork made by himself into Ao Shun's mouth one by one in such an environment, that is, under the silent gaze of these tombstones, Wang Xiaotao knelt in the room and slashed the dragon alive with a knife.

The blood debt will be paid in blood.

Li Jiuyan tried his best to control his breathing, his steps were light, and he didn't dare to startle any piece of dust or run away from any soul.

He walked over to a tombstone that looked new, it was a blank tombstone with no words written on it, and Li Jiuyan trembled his hand slightly, slowly stroking the rough nameless tombstone.

Of all the tombstones, only this one is blank and does not have any name.

He knew that this was a monument that Wang Xiaotao had erected for himself.

How can one live in this mass of tombstones?

She slept with these names, watched them eat, and judging from the neatness of these tombstones, Wang Xiaotao would also clean and wipe these tombstones from time to time.

She didn't go to school much herself, and Li Jiuyan knew that her handwriting was not good-looking, but the words on these tombstones were neat and tidy, and every stroke was painstaking.

To erect so many monuments in three years, Wang Xiaotao will not know how to use immortal methods, so he can only chop wood with his own hands, polish it with coarse paper little by little, and carefully engrave these blood-soaked names with one stroke at a time, and pray day and night.

In those three years, she definitely didn't have a good rest and good sleep.

Li Jiuyan seemed to be able to see the girl who was silent and covered her face with thick bangs and went out alone.

She was greeted only by countless cold tombstones.

She sat alone on the steps to make new tombstones, from the sun shining to dusk.

She didn't smell the flowers, she didn't look at the beauty of the moonlight, she didn't taste the delicacies of the world.

Just a lonely person sitting here carving a tombstone.

For all, for yourself.

She even placed her tombstone in the far corner, as if she was silently watching their backs behind everyone, and as if she was silently chasing their backs.

"Daochang Li, what's wrong?"

Xu Cheng stood outside the door and waited for a long time, but he didn't see Li Jiuyan make a sound, and couldn't help but ask.

Li Jiuyan opened his mouth to say something, but he felt that his throat was very dry, he swallowed his saliva and squeezed a few words out of his throat, "You know her ······"

Xu Cheng waited for a long time, but he never waited for the following, what do you know?

Li Jiuyan sighed, walked out of this courtyard, waved his robe, and closed the prohibition of this courtyard, he even added a few more seals, and used the old mother palace Lishan Guardian Array to tightly protect everything in this courtyard.

He always thought that he was a qualified senior brother, he thought that he had done his best to Wang Xiaotao, and he thought that he had taken care of her enough and was good enough for her.

But Li Jiuyan suddenly found that he seemed to have forgotten the face of the girl who had been keeping her head down.

"Why did you go out on the day the dragons came?"

Li Jiuyan took out Wang Xiaotao's note begging him to leave this courtyard, put the note into his arms properly, turned around and asked Xu Cheng, "The Dragon Clan is here, it should just be to ask about Ao Shun and Huang Xianfei, why did you make a move?" ”

"Or rather, why did she make a move?"

"I don't know," Xu Cheng shook his head, "That day, Mo Cheng suddenly went out of the mountain, and directly bumped into the two Shuangshou Jiao brothers, making provocative remarks, saying that the dragon clan is going to die, and if the catastrophe is coming, the Shuangshou Jiao saw Mo Cheng's posture like this, and naturally refused, and the younger brother took into Mo Cheng's body with one claw." ”

It seems that Xu Moying deliberately provoked the Dragon Clan, and did not want the two Ao Ren and Ao Yu brothers to meet with him.

"Xu Moxiao, does she like Wang Xiaomoss very much?"

In addition to deliberately letting Li Jiuyan and the Dragon Clan fight each other to protect Wang Xiaotao and hide some truths, Li Jiuyan couldn't think of any other reason.

"Can't you see, does she like that child? She told me to be wary of that child. ”

Xu Cheng touched the wooden door of Wang Xiaotao's courtyard, this was the first time she went to the place where this child lived, was she here to make such delicious oil cakes for herself?

"In this courtyard, there seems to be a heavy yin qi, what do you see inside?" Xu Cheng was a little curious.

Li Jiuyan's expression was in a trance.

Xu Cheng was blind, unable to see the many obscure and complicated meanings in Li Jiuyan's eyes at this moment, but just heard him say in the wind, "She built 600,000 tombs in it." ”

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